Chapter 196: Bullet wound

"Well, let me explain to you why there are so many tools." Shang Wen said helplessly.

"How about this, you take your tools and come with me." Shang Wen said. What Shang Wen thought was that this guy probably still didn't understand the specific use of the tools he gave him.

As the saying goes, it's better to hear it than to see it. Shangwen decided to test it on the spot. Although I am more allergic to those **** scenes, but there is no way, this is life-saving. Not murder. The war is such a contradiction. On the one hand, it is eager for the other side to pay a huge price of casualties, on the other hand, it is desperately rescuing his companion. War is a place where contradictions intensify.

The place where Shang Wen was going was the Musketeer regiment. The head of the Musketeer regiment was under the management of Tu Sui. This Tu Sui Shangwen still knew that it was him who led the 500,000 Qin army to the south, but in the end he died in a southern Vietnamese. During a sneak attack. However, Shang Wen had doubts about this man's military command ability. This was only a doubt, because hearing the name gave people a five-big and three-thin appearance, rather than the low demand for force in modern combat. Such a person could serve as the head of the group, Shang Wen was really uneasy.

Came to the Musketeer Regiment. When I got off the car, I saw a large number of musketeers training. It's not so much training as it is in the training queue. Because the musketeers must maintain the principle of shooting in three rows, the crossbowmen of the Qin State are all in the same row. So the formation becomes much simpler. Just line up the original brigade and fire as many ammunition as possible.

At this time, a man who looked like an officer wearing a plate hat ran over.

"Final White Label, I've seen an adult." He said, kneeling down on one knee and marching in salute. Shang Wen was a little disgusted with this military salute, but still agreed.

"Get up, where is your head, I have an experiment to do." Shang Wen said.

"The captain is supervising the live ammunition on the high ground over there," the officer said.

"Oh, take us there." Shang Wen could faintly hear the sound of the gun firing on the side of the high ground, to the point that the old man Wei was a little strange. Because the armies he saw were not much the same as those of the six nations' armies. No spears, no halberds, only wood and iron pipes with long and thin spear heads.

"Put it." "Boom." A platoon of musketeers started shooting under the command of the platoon leader. Then the second row quickly followed and fired. "Bang Bang." The third row followed. The three-line coordination is very tacit. Basically three rows of shooting can be connected.

"Hahaha. It's Master Qin." A thick voice came from the high ground.

"The last general, Tu Sui, has seen Master Qin." Tu Sui began to salute from a distance. Shang Wen shook his head, looking the same as he thought, with a beard all over his face. It's that kind of crazy character. It's no wonder that he died in a sneak attack and was so careless. If you put it now, such a person would feel uncomfortable as a sergeant. Because his recklessness would kill the entire class, Shang Wen felt that the decision to establish a military academy was correct. These officers who are promoted through military merits have some experience, and they can also fight, but the thinking ability that has risen to a certain level and can accept new affairs is still at the primitive stage. That is experience. They rely on their own experience. Rather than a rational understanding.

"No gift, no gift. I'm here to do a little experiment." Shang Wen said.

"Experiment?" Tu Sui said without understanding.

"Well, you find a few sheep and let the soldiers shoot at them. Then let the artillery shoot again with shotguns. That's it." Shang Wen simply ordered.

"Here. I will prepare for this at the end." As he said, Tu Sui turned his head and began to order.

"Mr. Qin, here." Old man Wei said, looking at the soldier holding the musket with some surprise.

"You are talking about muskets. These are the new weapons of the Great Qin State. These weapons can cause a lot of trauma, enough to kill people. Moreover, if the treatment is not done properly, the secondary infection will exacerbate death. I don't want to see it. Some people can kill people on a large scale, but no one can save them. Therefore, you have to rely on you to save people," Shang Wen said, patting the old man's chest.

"But, wait a while, you'll understand." Shang Wen waved his hand not to say more.

The soldiers quickly prepared everything.

"Let it go." A platoon leader said below zero. A line of soldiers started shooting at the sheep. Those who are accurate will kill those sheep with a single shot. The shot did not die, and a big blood hole appeared on his body. If this were on the battlefield, there would be a row of people falling down. Shang Wen thought so.

"Boom.\" This is the huge sound of a five-inch artillery. Old man Wei had heard this voice, and he immediately hid behind Shang Wen.

The shots flew out, forming a huge disc and shooting at the sheep. After one shot, all the sheep fell. Several sheep that did not die immediately groaned in pain. Tu Sui nodded his head in approval, and was quite satisfied with the result. After all, the most powerful artillery finally solved the last few sheep, and beat those few in a mess.

"Come on," Shang Wen said.

Shang Wen took out a pair of scissors and a pair of hemostatic forceps. Shangwen used hemostatic forceps to check the wounds on the dead sheep.

"I see it. This is the power of a musket." Shang Wen tried his best to restrain his desire to vomit, after all, Shang Wen still couldn't get used to such a **** scene.

"After the bullet is directly shot into the flesh, it will break. When dispersed, the metal fragments will cut the muscles and blood vessels of the flesh again, forming a wound in the flesh. This kind of wound, if it is in a vital place, such as this Support." Shang Wen pointed with hemostatic forceps.

"The hit is the artery. If it is a human body, this person's blood will not stop. If you want to save it, you have to find the bullet, and then use this to stop the bleeding." Shang Wen gestured to the hemostatic forceps in his hand.

"Then disinfect and bandage. Send to the rear for the second treatment." Shang Wen said.

"It's these small fragments. Such a powerful force." Old Man Wei pointed to a fragment of bullet that Shangwen had clipped and said.

"Yes. The cold weapon is about assassination. That is to say, after the weapon enters the human body, it only forms a kind of trauma, and there is nothing in it. But the gun is different. After the bullet penetrates the human body, there is still a certain amount of kinetic energy inside the human body. Produce some trauma. Especially this kind of muskets whose initial velocity is not very large. Their speed cannot make the bullet penetrate the human body, but keep the bullet in the human body. This is a fatal injury. You will be rescued in the future. The worm." Shang Wen said.